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- a fanfiction of inflatable excess -

The approaching challenge did little to deter the proud wrestler girl. The almighty Rainbow Mika still had a bounce in her step as she fidgeted with the flirty hold of her blue performance garb, adjusting the low-riding cups hoisting up her impressive cleavage, pulling the frilly leotard up her wide hips, and tugging something that rode a little too snugly between her ample buttocks. She was a strong, prideful bombshell, hyping herself up for an incredibly important show, though one not common for her career.
Karin Kanzuki strolled towards the buxom brawler, followed by an entourage of butlers wheeling along several strange devices. The curly-haired priss brushed back her hair and smirked, her smirk telling of her hopes for this event, engaged in a bet that she had no intention of losing.

"You can stop playing with your little uniform." Karin joked, amused by the ponytailed woman's casual demeanor in lieu of the great undertaking ahead. "I highly doubt it will make much of a difference after we've begun."

"Heh..." The Japanese diva scoffed with a smile, pressing her hands to her bold hips, beaming with the greatest of confidence. "Even my outfit's gonna surprise ya today, then! It's just as tough as I am!"

"We'll see about that..."

Karin stopped, posing with her head resting on her wrist as the two fighters watched the tools getting rolled in from behind. The army of assistants had a collection of tall, wide silver canisters, five total containers of compressed pressure, all hooked up to hoses that lead to the same, several-split nozzle. Mika suppressed a blush as she foresaw a much less difficult trial than this, her smile keeping as her pride remained unrelenting. The rich princess motioned her cavalry away, the suits filing out swiftly to leave the two blondes standing alone in a field just outside Kanzuki Estate.

"You're still willing to go through with this...?" Karin questioned, hoping to see a weakness in her guest's eye, but silently surprised how bubbly the grappler remained.

"Mm-hm!" Mika nodded, looking over the air canisters with very little regret. "Glad you're not takin' it easy on me! Those things look huge!"

"Hmm, yes..." Karin stifled an evil grin, taking up the forked connector that had five split openings for the hoses, and one mouthpiece for the victim's lips. "A sponsorship from Kanzuki Estate is not earned so lightly... besides, you seemed quite confident. I'd hate to insult your strength with an easy challenge..."

"Of course! After all, the mighty Mika cannot be popped!" The masked girl boasted, her shout accented with a thumb pointed to her own chest. "Once I empty those things, you're gonna see why I'm the strongest there is!"

"Mhmhm... I look forward to it..." Karin lowly chuckled, spinning the valve on one of the huge canisters, while preparing to present her target with the resulting pressure.

Mika's withheld worries came to the forefront when she spotted something odd about her target challenge. Though the odd 5-in-1 hose should have surprised her, she only really questioned the styling of the canisters themselves. She began to realize the valves were quite large, noting these devices seemed custom made. Her eyes wandered downward, and noticed a strange custom logo was painted on the side of each one. As the spoiled highschooler approached, the wrestler could only point out the oddity with a confused look.

"Uhm... you guys have your own brand of compressed air...?"

"Oh, they're nothing special, really." Karin spoke dismissively, but wasn't selling her challenger on it. "It's mostly a branding thing. I'm sure you're familiar with that sort of business in your line of work."

"W-well, yeah, but the fed-" Mika tried to argue, before her voice was silenced by the plastic mouthpiece being stuffed between her lips, and filling out her airway. "Mrph!"

"Let's not dawdle any longer, hm? I'm ready to see just how good you are."

Mika was beside herself, feeling a soft puff of air fill up her cheeks and fluff out her face. Karin turned to truly start the show, hiding her devilish smirk as she leaned the opposite direction, grabbing valves with each hand and spinning hastily. The hoses jostled as a hiss erupted from the silence, a great deal of pressure rushing from the container, and into the buxom girl they were hooked up to.

"Mmrh!" Mika tried to confirm her approval, while a sense of unease lingered in her gut. 'Well... I can't back out now! ...I've totally got this! No one can blow up like I can!'

There was a steady, hollow hiss as balloons filled with oxygen. The two opened cylinders went to work on the ample fighter, her eyes always a little widened by the perverted swell of her bustline inflating like two party favors. She watched her white cups retreat from view as a deep cleavage brushed into her chin, feeling two perky bumps pierce the already tense ivory fabric. She let her arms drift out as she turned to look at her hips, seeing a widened pair of lovehandles next to an absolutely protruding posterior. Her thighs became bloated, her uniform tightening naughtily where it didn't just stretch over her entirely bloated image.

"M-m-mnh." Mika hummed to herself, her confidence slowly returning as she felt the familiar sensation of being made a rather curvy balloon lass. 'So far, so good... ...huh?'

Karin's motions awoke the wrestler to a worrying truth, her hands reaching for the next two valves, before spinning them carelessly. The rather emphatic billowing of her form suddenly doubled, her eyes widening as she suddenly leapt into the air involuntarily, and inflated out tremendously. The hose gushed as four canisters cried out, pumping rather viciously into a splayed, taut lovedoll buoyantly dribbling away above the earth. Only now did the victim see the rather excessive length of the tubes connected to her, the idea of floating into the blue yonder chipping at her nerves, before the absurdity of her mass distracted her.
Mika shuddered as she felt a dirty sway to her buxomized shape. Two taut, spherical breasts jut out from the tightened embrace of her leotard, a sinful crevice of love squeaking defiantly between two weather balloons. The balloon woman was growing, and fast, already at a size that once challenged her, even if she was now confident in so much more. As her near-nude rump billowed into the air like yoga balls, she was remorse to watch her benefactor grab the last valve, and spin it just as widely open.

"M-m-mmmnhhh..." Mika moaned with a twinge of worry, her fears starting to boil up again as she became relatively enormous, yet nowhere near what she guessed her goal would be. 'W-wow, that's... a lot more air than I was expecting... d-don't matter though, I'm still gonna inhale it all! ...I think.'

"Hmhmhm..." The princess in red chuckled to herself, looking up at her busty creation, and simply awaiting the end of this ridiculous test. 'She has no idea what these things are capable of... she couldn't last breathing in only half of just one can, let alone five full ones! ...ohhh, I'm gonna enjoy the look on her face when she realizes she can't do it!'

Five loud breaths of air filled up the titanic wrestler girl, her eyes going wide from sheer volume as she blew up and out into a lusty parade float of a bombshell. Karin simply posed and brushed her hair, watching the rising behemoth of curve and receding coverage fill the afternoon sky, noisily, helplessly, and chaotically. The diva's proportions were tenfold, her bosom rolling down to the lass below, her tail end rising towards the clouds, and her hips as round as her midriff. Her arms and legs began to widen and fatten, but only to highlight how useless she was as she was forced to fill, and balloon.
Mika was convinced she had enough air in her for one whole canister already, not thrilled that she may only be a fifth of the way to her goal, and not anticipating how off her guess was. The teen below was only a little surprised her victim was still in one piece, the fighter's confidence not unfounded, but not prepared for what lie ahead.
The blimp girl's eyes darted around, discontent working its way up her monstrous frame as she inflated, bigger and bigger, without much hope she was near her finale. Her outfit groaned and her skin became firm, but she didn't burst, nor did she feel ready to. She inhaled enough pressure to satisfy a zeppelin, her breasts and butt both as girthy as hot air balloons, and nearly as buoyant. She continued to float up, but swell so rampantly as to stay relatively close to the earth. Her backside greeted the blue yonder, a pair of voluptuous mountains visible from the city nearby, atop two round, short legs. She was so huge as to be more rotund than humanoid, but still her curves kept her sinful, always the center of attention, and remaining just as eye-catching with tons of air pumped into her.

"M-m-mnfff..." Mika grunted, unable to help squeezing her eyes closed and moaning, her face turning pink as she felt the uncomfortable realization of her form settling in. 'I-I probably look ridiculous right now... I can't even tell, my boobs are too huge... I don't... usually like getting this big...'

Karin scoffed. She was shadowed over by the behemoth of air known as Rainbow Mika, a wrestling vixen famous for her strength, and starting to turn a lot of heads with her resilience. The fuller she became, the harder she was to ignore, and she was being gawked at from up to several miles away. She was inflating so swiftly, she resembled more than tenfold the sorts of parade attractions she once aspired to be. She was the biggest she had ever been, but all she knew was the hoses were pumping her bigger, and didn't seem even close to slowing down.
The rich lady felt a creeping nervousness, and turned to remedy her woes. She grabbed the valves, one by one, and turned up each. To her delight, the canisters hissed even louder, pumping faster than any air tank could manage, and still having room for improvement. She didn't wager her lovedoll of a competitor could withstand much more, taking up her confident pose again in anticipation. The sky-filling giantess of air swelled, and expanded, and creaked, and groaned. But she did not burst.

"M-m-mph...!?" Mika barely managed from her bloated cheeks, her eyebrow raising as she opened one eye, her cheeks even puffier, but unsure how it was even possible. 'Did... the air flow get stronger? But, it's gotta be nearly done... r-right...?'

The bigger the wrestler ballooned, the smaller the schoolgirl's smile became. Soon, the curly blonde was staring at a dominating, city-wide demon of buxom girth, faint blue fabric, and drum-tight creaking. The entire town was consumed in shadow, the round-hipped girl sporting features comparable to entire zeppelins. Her ass could crush the entire population below, her bustline coming close as her airy masses drift just shy of a few buildings, before she floated higher, and swelled bigger.
The lofty brawler looked more like a second moon to the spectators below, her curves still prominent, but her other extremities suffering. She had two plump hands with the faint bulbs of fingers sinking into them, her arms and legs far rounder than they were long, pumped utterly taut with air. Her belly reached out half as incredibly as her bust did, still capable of wrecking skyscrapers if she weren't plumpened with incredible amounts of oxygen. From behind her valley of cleavage was a poofy, plump face, a little distorted thanks to the sheer volumes she was harboring, her cheeks billowing, her eyes bulged, and her lips forced tight around the nozzle. If she couldn't do anything before, she was utterly hopeless now, only capable of stopping when the canisters gave in, or her form did.

"M-m-mnh... n-n-nh..." Mika could barely manage, her thoughts drowned out by the constant, terrifying sound of tautness, from her strained, thinned uniform, to her firm, aching skin. 'C-can't... i-inflate... a-a second longer... g-gonna... pop...!'

"...c-c'mon!!" Karin blurted out, relatively alone as her target was, in fact, now miles from her position. "No one should be able to take all that air! Even if these things are only a quarter empty...!"

The sound of clanging woke up the distraught teen. Her eyes turned to see the canisters tilted over, at the ends of outstretched, tensed hoses. With a blink, she realized they were being dragged away, their master a sky-filling monster ready to float up into the atmosphere. Greed and pride caused her to turn red, her body jolting forward as she grabbed onto as many valves as she could. She turned and twisted hastily, managing to get each of the pumps to full blast, which was more than double their previous speed. As they finally were yanked away from the earth, they were inflating their master at triple the rate as before, an already record-breaking behemoth inhaling far more pressure than she was ever comfortable with. And, with the controls out of anyone’s reach, it was too late for any soul to stop it now.

"M-mnh...! N-nh...!" Mika tried to squeak in panic, only to feel too tight to even muffle out pleas of distress. 'N-...n-no... n-not... f-faster...! I... I-I'm... I-I...!'

* * * * *

There was a murmur among the crowds in the cities below, an entire country underneath the shadow of a strange object drifting above the stratosphere. Karin was speechless, her eyebrow twitching as she had watched her creation drift into orbit, and inflate into the size of a whole planet.

“Mrh…” Mika barely managed, after feeling the seemingly endless pressure trickle to a halt. 'Th-that's it... I-I win... the Kanzuki sponsorship is... a-all mine...!’

Rainbow Mika was beyond enormous. The once buxom lass was now a lifeform as round as the planetary spheres around her, wagering she could knock the moon off its orbit if she weren't a ball of air. Faint strands of white could be seen drifting along the cosmic girth of her bustline, while something hairline thin drift between where her legs now barely protruded from. She was more skin than uniform, a fact that meant little to her now that she felt like she had enough air pumped into her to satisfy a whole ecosystem.
The only thing to behemoth of pressure felt was tightness. Being drawn so taut had an uncanny effect on her country-sized surfaces, the debris of space rocks ricocheting off her rear, her belly and her cleavage, resulting in an effect that rippled across her entire being. She quivered mentally each time she was jostled, too plush to manage a sound, or move even her bulbous digits.

‘O-o-oohh… s-so… tense… i-it feels so weird, when… m-mnph… anything touches… a-anywhere…’

The diva could only stare at the hoses pressed to her lips. Even that proved difficult thanks to her burying cleavage and her absurdly pouty cheeks, but only after inhaling more air than she believed the earth could carry. An eerie silence fell upon her form, only able to feel just how strange every embrace was as things she wasn't even sure of pelted her turgid beauty. She was certain of only two things: she was bigger than even her ego had assumed she could be, and she no longer felt the need to be so titanic.

‘Th-this is… t-too much…’ Mika barely managed to even think, her emotions in flux between pride, and the truly otherworldy sense of being a planet of air, caressed by the unorthodox pulses of space dust. '...u-uhmf... M-...Miss Kazuki... c-can you... get me down now...? I-I don't like being this full... u-uhhhmf... s-sooo tiiight... I... I wouldn't mind popping right now, a-actually...!'

Karin stroked her chin, grinding her teeth as she contemplated her next plan of action. She was dismayed to be bested, but she had her own sense of honor as well. With a pout, she slammed her hands to her hips and strut her way back home, grumbling, but determined to fulfill her promise.

"This is just great... she can have the sponsorship, but... now I have to invest in some way to bring her back down..."